love poems for her

There was a lady loved a swine,
Honey, quoth she,
Pig-hog wilt thou be mine?
Hoogh, quoth he.

I'll build thee a silver sty,
Honey, quoth she,
And in it thou shalt lie.
Hoogh, quoth he.

Pinned with a silver pin,
Honey, quoth she,
That thou may go out and in.
Hoogh, quoth he.

Wilt thou have me now,
Honey? quoth she.
Speak or my heart will break.
Hoogh, quoth he.

Kiss me softly and speak to me low;
— Malice has ever a vigilant ear;
— What if Malice were lurking near?
Kiss me, dear!
Kiss me softly and speak to me low.

Kiss me softly and speak to me low;
— Envy, too, has a watchful ear;
— What if Envy should chance to hear?
Kiss me, dear!
Kiss me softly and speak to me low.

Kiss me softly and speak to me low;
— Trust me, darling, the time is near
— When lovers may love with never a fear;
Kiss me, dear!
Kiss me softly and speak to me low.

Keen, fitful gusts are whisp'ring here and there
Among the bushes half leafless, and dry;
The stars look very cold about the sky,
And I have many miles on foot to fare.
Yet feel I little of the cool bleak air,
Or of the dead leaves rustling drearily,
Or of those silver lamps that burn on high,
Or of the distance from home's pleasant lair:

For I am brimfull of the friendliness
That in a little cottage I have found;
Of fair hair'd Milton's eloquent distress,
And of his love for gentle Lycid drown'd;

Just as he is growing a beard,
The beautiful Lado
(He who despised us all)
Has fallen in love —
With a boy!
Fate is quick to revenge.

Jolly shepherd, shepherd on a hill,
On a hill so merrily,
On a hill so cheerily,
Fear not, shepherd, there to pipe thy fill,
Fill every dale, fill every plain:
Both sing and say, " Love feels no pain."

Jolly shepherd, shepherd on a green,
On a green so merrily,
On a green so cheerily,
Be thy voice shrill, be thy mirth seen,
Heard to each swain, seen to each trull:
Both sing and say, " Love's joy is full."

Jolly shepherd, shepherd in the sun,
In the sun so merrily,

Jim and I as children played together,
Best of friends for many years were we
I, alas! had no luck, was a Jonah,
Jim, my chum, was lucky as could be.
Oh lucky Jim, how I envy him!

Years passed by, still Jim and I were comrades.
He and I both loved the same sweet maid.
She loved Jim, and married him one evening.
Jim was lucky, I unlucky stayed.
Oh lucky Jim, how I envy him!

Years rolled on, and death took Jim away, boys
Left his widow, and she married me.
Now we're married, oft I think of Jim, boys,

Jesus, the friend of lonely, beaten folk,
Comrade, defender of each humble one,
Who put Your generous shoulders to the yoke
That we might live in nobler unison,

Why have we worshiped You with sword and flame,
Placed You, a worker, on a regal throne
And let our brothers' blood flow in Your name
Who loved all human creatures as Your own?

Let us remember You as Mary's son,
A worker, seeking rights for men who toil,
Conscious that we are brothers every one
Upon the glowing earth's fraternal soil.

Jesu Christ, my lemmon swete,
That diyedest on the Rode Tree,
With all my might I thee beseche,
For thy woundes two and three,
That also faste mot thy love
Into mine herte fitched be
As was the spere into thine herte,
Whon thou soffredest deth for me.

The island dreams under the dawn
And great boughs drop tranquillity;
The peahens dance on a smooth lawn,
A parrot sways upon a tree,
Raging at his own image in the enamelled sea.

Here we will moor our lonely ship
And wander with woven hands,
Murmuring softly lip to lip,
Along the grass, along the sands,
Murmuring how far away are the unquiet lands:

How we alone of mortals are
Hid under quiet boughs apart,
While our love grows and Indian star,
A meteor of the burning heart,

It's a grand thing when you're old, love,
To have someone care for you,
Someone to make you happy,
Someone to love you, too.

It makes life bright and gay, love,
When you think of the summer flowers
That you used to nourish in childhood,
In the spring of youth's hours

But oh, it's spring to me, love,
When I look at your earnest gaze
And see the rosy sunbeams
Upon your smiling face.

I would always be gay and happy, love,
If I had you at my side,
It makes me revere the moment, love,